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The Butterfly

FluorescentDreams

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MGA BUMASA 592
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Oras <5 mins

FluorescentDreams

ok, so this was basically a poem i wrote back in the 5th grade to express my feelings in my time of depression... even still i feel pain in me as the days drag by, but i hold n strong... i used a butterfly as a metaphor to compare my life to the beauty of the butterfly...hope you guys like it! please comment on what you think! :DAll Rights Reserved

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The Butterfly
Fri, Dec 28, 2012

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The Butterfly
Fri, Dec 28, 2012

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Eat The Poor ni SeannaTheStoryteller

I brought her here to keep her safe. I was supposed to bring her away from the killers but all I did was give her to them. Ps. All art is mine

❤︎Poetry On The Wall❤︎ ni 00Hannah_hannaH00

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Wave (Book 2) ni Anniezie

I had survived the first. That was then; this is now. The blindfold of so many pills slowly died away and first though my finger then my head, a passion, a hurt and a need filled me as every moment was consumed with words; every breath with wisps of ink. But they were not all captured and somewhere in the deep abyss of living, lies the unspoken, almost unfelt feelings of decades in months. This is the half-empty account off all those nights from December through into the new year and the end of March. ...I pains me to share it. But it also makes it just not my problem anymore and that is something I long for- freedom and peace. Please note that all grammatical and linguistic, as well as those in punctuation and spelling or placing of words were intentional. If you LIKE this and want me to write a commentary on each poem and picture (as in my previous collection Apfel), please show me in comments and votes :) PLEASE DO NOT COPY any of the poetry or pictures.

All The Things I Could Have Told Her ni ishowrye

This is a sad romance book, and my first book. leave honest reviews thanks trigger warnings: schizophrenia, (things that aren't there and etc) suicidal thoughts, depression, death, grieving, and neglect.

The Days With No Sun ni hello-no-one

Sometimes we fear truth over reality. But things get dark and heavy and we play the blame game. We end up hurting others or ourselves even. We don't think before we act or we don't say before we do. This is the evolution of my madness. A cluster of rants and thoughts and poems for you guys. Everything is written how I wanted it to be rants will be long with few pauses and there will be mistakes I might have skipped over. Aha. Poems at the beginning from when I was 15 years old to now when Im 18. Truly a visual of my writing evolution. Edited by @ChemicalStarling who writes a lot but never posts! Read on, loves. I'll see you on the other side...

My Feeling Poems ni jzahnae

These poems here are like my poem diary. (If that makes sense)

Singing With The Siren [A Fell!Sans x Reader] ni Headinthegalaxy

TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains themes of self-harm and suicide. If you are unable to handle these themes in your current state of mind, please avoid this story. I do not intend to glorify these experiences, it just happens I wrote most of this at a dark time in my life. Go drink some water, and, if you do insist on continuing, I will provide warnings at the start of those chapters. Please, take care of yourselves, and know that you are loved. "Two birds... on a wire. One tries to fly away and the other..." Y/n L/n, a young siren cast alone in the deep blue finds a shimmer of hope, a glimmer of light in the dark. This light comes, not as an angel, but as a brash skeleton, with a soft spot for oddities, throwing Y/n into a whirlwind of emotions as she tries to navigate the unsettled waters of her own soul. Hey there! You may recognise this story, I've been re-writing it for a while and it's finally ready! Please enjoy!

You know bits and pieces ni -TheOneColaBoi-

this story is for anyone who wanta to read it... it might be a trigger warning to some sensitive people. I'm sensitive. this is my life. it may spund like drama... but its all true. This is my life in the form of poems. Heart felt meaningful poems. If u want to think I'm crazy go for it... Here we go

I Can't Hold on Anymore ni DeniskaTen

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Save Me ni LunarDivinity

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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Singing With The Siren [A Fell!Sans x Reader] cover

You know bits and pieces cover

I Can't Hold on Anymore cover

Eat The Poor

I brought her here to keep her safe. I was supposed to bring her away from the killers but all I did was give her to them. Ps. All art is mine

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